I'm interrupting this dormant dog-blog to write about my entry into the world of children's literature - there will still be the occasional mention of my erstwhile doggie companion who is still a pup in spirit, if not in size.

28 Mar 2012

More naughty tales...

Pip has become a very
cheeky pup. Could it be too much frolicking on the beach with that recalcitrant Frankie? Too much seaweed for breakie?

I mentioned his growing naughtiness to Ruth's sister Kerry. 'Well,' she gave me a side-long glance. 'Have you been practising your commands?' Err....

Naughty? Who me?

Took him to the park yesterday and he discovered a new game. He
looks at me longingly until I take out a ball and throw it to him. I’m a bit reluctant
to get into the whole ball thing with him because he certainly hasn’t managed
to fetch!

Anyway, I threw him the
ball. He’d trot over and pick it up in his mouth. Then he’d stand there and
look at me. He’d drop the ball and I’d start walking over. When I was within
about two metres, he’d seize the ball back in his mouth and run off with it.

He thought this was a
great game! I also think – and this could be a stretch – that he didn’t want to
leave the park and he knew that this was a way of prolonging our time.

So apart from the whole
ball thing, he’s also become super mouthy and jumpy. On my must do list this
afternoon, is to sign him up to the Good Dogs of Australia course. It's run by Ruth
the dog whisperer, I’m hoping this will sort him out!